Monday, September 13, 2010

You do this.I do that.You have been here.I have been there.You learn your language.I learn my language.You walk your way.I walk my way.You see through your eyes.I see through my eyes.We see the same thing but not in the same way.I am not sure how to see it.

Do I look for the beauty? Do I look for the pain? Do I look for color? Do I look for the absence of light? Do I see it naked? Do I see it raw? Do I see it with glazed eyes? Do I see it made up? Do I see it covered up? Do I see it glowing? Do I see it free flowing? Do I see it empty? Do I see it full? Do I see it big? Do I see it small? Do I see a change? Do I see its lies? Do I see its truths? Do I see the blemishes? Do I see the lines? And the curves? And the wrinkles? And the holes? And everything that is not there?Do I see it with someone else's eyes?Or can I only see it from my own?